I’m sitting in my local Starbucks as I type this reflection. I can hear “The Little Drummer Boy” over the grinding of coffee beans as I take a sip from my tall red cup covered in cartoon Christmas lights. It doesn’t say “Merry Christmas.” It doesn’t even say “Happy Holidays.” And we Christians are freaking … Continue reading Upside Down, not Trickle-Down
Well, that happened. Donald Trump was elected to be our next president. Some of my friends and family are celebrating, while others are resisting with all they've got. Some still don't believe it, and others are terrified. Twentysixteen was a weird one. After taking a few days to process, listen, and pray, I've come to the … Continue reading Election 2016 – We can’t just suck out the poison.
I'm not a preacher. I'm a writer through and through - I'd much rather write out a sermon and just publish it. Someone else can read it, but please don't make me speak! Which is why this past week, I attended the Young Preachers Festival at Church of the Resurrection in Kansas City. At one … Continue reading Divine Disruption
Happy New Year! Well, I'm a few days late, but maybe I'm working on my type A personality as my NY Resolution, and I intentionally posted this late to get over my perfectionist tendencies. Or maybe I'm always late, and maybe I should just work on my time awareness this year. Don't ask my husband … Continue reading Pistols and the Prince of Peace
A poor teenage girl from the middle of nowhere with hardly any social services just found out she is pregnant. She's scared and lonely. Who can she turn to? She racks her brain for any and all possible options as she's faced with the thought that makes her sick to her stomach. How will she … Continue reading Political Punches and Jesus Jukes: Pro-Life or Pro-Choice?
If you don't follow Humans of New York, go do that right now. Like, leave this blog, open up another tab, and do that before you read this. This article can wait for that. You're welcome. One of the most moving photos on HONY captures a woman in a colorful head covering and a zip-up … Continue reading Political Punches and Jesus Jukes: Refugees and Immigrants
Every Tuesday and Wednesday, I drive the 45 minute commute to and from my Evangelism and United Methodist History classes. I use that time in the morning to drink lots of coffee, listen to NPR, and occasionally get road rage as I stare directly into the sunrise for almost an hour. On the way back, I … Continue reading Political Punches and Jesus Jukes: Do Faith and Politics Meet?